She moved faster, dropping down my length repeatedly. Her breathing sped up, her moans increasing in volume the longer we moved together. Her tits shook with force, and in record time, she tightened around me as she climaxed.
Say my name.
Her head rolled back as she screamed. “Calloway…”
Fuck yes.
When she was finished, I rolled her onto her back and positioned myself on top of her. I wanted to dominate her, to fuck her like she was mine. I pulled her legs around my waist just the way I liked then slammed into her hard, forcing my headboard to dent the wall. I moved in and out quickly, moaning and grunting as I got lost in the sex.
Her hands moved to my biceps, holding on as she ground her hips against me. “I miss your come inside me…”
Holy fuck.
I locked my eyes to hers as I fucked her hard, my entire body moving with the momentum. My cock was harder than it’d ever been before, and I was on the precipice of the most powerful orgasm I’d ever experienced. I was excited to fill her, to give her more of myself than I ever had.
Her ankles locked around my waist, and her nipples hardened underneath me, feeling my cock throb just before release. Her nails dug into me, scratching the skin as she dragged down my arm.
I shoved my entire length inside her, my head nearly hitting her cervix, and I released with a moan louder than ever before. “Fuck…” There was no greater feeling than this, claiming the woman I was violently obsessed with. It was a supernatural experience, a connection to this woman who meant the world to me. It was lustful in nature, but so much more at the same time.
I remained buried inside her as I caught my breath, my body coated in sweat. She stayed underneath me, her nipples softening. I ran my tongue across her sweaty skin, tasting the salt off her body. My lips trailed up her neck and to her lips, kissing her with affection. “Sweetheart…”
She ran her fingers through my damp hair, her chest pressed to mine. “Sexy.”
I buried my face in her neck, our breathing in tune. “I missed you.” I didn’t realize how much I truly missed her until then—when I was connected with her. How could I give this up? How could I walk away from the loveliest woman in the world?
I didn’t think I could.
“You doing okay, man?” Jackson followed me into the office, showing concern rather than his true asshole self.
“I’ve been better.” I told him about everything that happened to Rome. He didn’t make a single smartass comment because he knew I was in a dark place. The fact that anyone had laid a hand on her made me sick to my stomach.
“Can I do anything to help?”
“Actually, yes.” I pulled out all the paperwork from the drawer. “I’m signing everything over to you. Ruin is yours.” I dropped the paperwork on the desk and grabbed a pen. “Just sign here.”
“Whoa…what?” He approached the desk and looked down, seeing the deed and ownership papers. “Are you out of your mind?”
“No.” I fell into the chair, knowing it was the last time I would sit there. “At least, I hope not.”
“What brought this on?”
After the sex we had a few hours ago, I knew what I had to do. I wasn’t happy about it, but I couldn’t live without that woman. If I had to make this sacrifice, I would. It was better than being miserable all the time. “I’m giving Rome what she wants. I have to walk away from Ruin. Otherwise, the temptation will be too much. I think you can handle it.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.” I pushed the papers toward him. “Good luck.”
“Uh…” He ran his hand through his hair. “What if you just do the paperwork, and I run the place? That’s not a big deal, right?”
“I can’t be associated with this place anymore,” I said calmly. “It’ll just stimulate me in ways I can’t handle.” Seeing subs in chains, averting their gaze until their masters gave them permission, would just make me want to overpower Rome. I could feel it in my bones. “I wouldn’t be giving this to you if I didn’t think you could handle it. You can always call me if you need help.”
He continued to stare at the paperwork, his hands on his hips. “Maybe you should take some time to think about it.”
“I’ve already had plenty of time to think about it. Just sign it.” I opened the drawer and pulled out the small black box. When I opened the lid, I saw the black diamond ring that I wanted to give to Rome. She wouldn’t be my submissive, but I wanted her to wear it anyway. It was the one compromise she could give me, that I would still possess her in my world even if I was no longer in it. I placed it in my pocket then pushed the pen closer to my brother. “Come on, man. I’ve got somewhere to be.”